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Having dismissed Zhang Zhao, Qi Yue suddenly felt a wave of fatigue and weakness.
She hurriedly propped herself up to sit aside and took two Qi Supplementing Pills from her space.
"Yueyue, are you alright?"
Rustling sounds came from behind, and Qi Yue, recognizing it was Zhao Xiyan, didn't turn her head back immediately.
"I'm fine."
Helping Zhonglan give birth had already exhausted a great deal of her strength, and just now she had spent a lot of effort to support Zhang Zhao, which had left her drained.
But, given that the original body was naturally strong, there was no serious harm, and she would be fine after some rest.
Ever since she truly realized how fat her body was, Qi Yue didn't really want to face Zhao Xiyan.
As a woman, she was fat and ugly, yet he, a man, was even more beautiful than a woman, which made her feel unbearable.
Zhao Xiyan continued to call out from behind persistently.
"Yueyue, come here for a moment."
